When growing up my mum stayed at home and looked after me, my sister and brother and my dad went to work all week. We didn’t particularly see him too much but every night he would read us a story before we went to bed, we would stay up past our bedtime sometimes just for this to happen! It was always the same book every night for about 3 years and it honestly never got old.
This book was The Gingerbread Man, which has to be my favourite book of my childhood because it hold so many memories along with it.
What was your favourite childhood book? Leave a comment!
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